capitalism – Life in the Multiverse

On Keeping Children Alive

I fancied myself a decent mother of infants and toddlers; I jived with the tenderness, the clear boundary-setting, the byways of unshackled imagination. But, like, I imagine, most parents, I waited a little in apprehension of the “dreaded teenage years.”

Quieting the Machine

There is no stillness. I know this. It would be cold and dark if there were. But for me there is no need to add to the commotion unnecessarily. Thoughts are busy enough without surplus din, and it is hard for them to uncurl healthily without making space for them.